I yearn for a prosperous and bright life so much, but the road you are taking leads to hell step by step. Since I can't persuade you, I can only leave.
You can't guarantee that he will only love you for the rest of his life, so you plan to give up everything and let him go. Such impulsiveness is no more than a moth.
When my life became incomplete, you were finally willing to give up your original way of life and become what I once wanted you to be. You compromise to make up for my loss, are you still happy?